So, you're dead. Shame, that.
But on the other hand, it's actually kind of nice.
When you "wake" in some odd version of it, you'll find yourself lying on a rather plush bed. It's cozy and warm and just soft enough to tempt anyone back into sleep. The room is equally nice, if small, and when you turn and open the curtains to look out the window, you will see... wait, is that the town?
It is, actually. The town is laid out quite simply across the window and no matter how many times you may bang or wave through the window, no one seems to notice you. If you're smart enough to give up the venture and leave the small bedroom, you will notice that, of course, you are on the train.
The train that, is actually pretty fancy.
Moving through it, past the sleeping cabins and through to the main carts, you will find a dining car with fine dishware and meals of all kinds made at a push of a button or a request given to the air. They'll appear, freshly made and ready to eat at the table of your choice with any drink you could want. There truly doesn't seem to be any limits when it comes to the luxury of the meal.
There is also a bathhouse car with private bathrooms and saunas to fit up to four. Even one rather large room containing a small pool/hot tub of sorts is available for just about anyone to take a dip. It's kind of outlandish, honestly.
Then the lounge car, with its library and plush armchairs and couches. A pool table, a darts board, even a small area dedicated to painting. There's a bar too, fully stocked and ready for anyone who needs a drink. All it would require is a request from the bartender who... looks surprisingly familiar?
The Sheriff is there, much cleaner cut than his counterpart outside of the train. He looks up mildly at any arrivals, giving them a nod of greeting before going back to organizing bottles or setting cigars out for a smoke. He doesn't seem to be surprised at all by anyone who appears. Just... ready to serve them, whatever they may wish.
It all sort of seems okay for a moment, until you realize you're just here to wait for the game to end. Awkward. |
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sheriffexe) wrote2017-01-13 11:14 am
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...you know, this isn't as bad. That's why, after the initial disbelief, Tarvek is...actually happy! And much more relaxed than he felt while being in the town, that's for sure.
So the train was where the "dead people" hanged at. Now he's wondering something, though. That's why once he sees the Sheriff he goes towards him, going as if he was going to greet an old friend]
Sheriff, this is not what I expected at all! Tell me, what are these bodies? Are the participants' minds isolated somewhere else, allowing us to control these bodies?
[The technical specifications of this whole thing could be of use back at home!]
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Your current bodies are intangible. A facsimile of your real bodies, which are currently destroyed somewhere in town. The train exists in another dimension that allows you to keep a host for your conscious until the game is finished and a winner declared.
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I see, I see. Sounds doable, and a lot of power and skill would be needed to achiee that.
[He intended to ask about who the big fishes were in this whole matter, but instead he can't resist asking]
Why me? What did I have or do that got me selected to take part of this game?
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There's nothing special about you. It's just random chance, Tarvek.